Due to some problems with my computer, I’ve been away from this blog for several weeks now. But I’m back and I feel like I have a lot of catching up to do. A month in is a long time in the life of a pair of one-year-olds.

 

Evan and James turned one at the beginning of March and we had a brunch to celebrate the occasion. Some friends and family came over to spoil the boys and watch the cupcake show. Evan and James smeared cake into their hair and faces on cue, just like good little birthday boys should. I have a feeling this is the beginning of a long and passionate love affair between the boys and chocolate cake. Both boys had a great time at the party and I felt so proud of them.

 

I’ve been asked several times whether the boys’ first year flew by for me. I have to say, while the first six months seemed endless at times, the second half of the year did go by quite quickly. Sometimes I can’t quite believe that the walking, talking toddlers living at our house are the same tiny boys we met at Mt. Sinai hospital last year. Within a year, Evan and James have gone from tiny, totally-dependent, milk-addicted infants who could almost fit in the palm of my hand, to a pair of mobile, communicative, 29-lb little boys who can tell you how much they hate broccoli (by throwing it off of their trays, of course). It’s amazing really. And it’s not just Evan and James who have grown and changed over the last year. Mike and I feel like completely different people in a lot of ways. Our priorities have shifted, our goals have changed, and our worlds are centred around our boys. Of course we’re still essentially the same couple, but ask either one of us about our plans for an upcoming weekend and it’s obvious we’re NOT the same people we were before the boys were born. Evan and James have truly changed us and we know we’ll never be the same. I remember people warning us about this before the boys were born, but I guess there really is no way to understand the phenomenon until it happens to you.

 

My thyroidectomy has been booked for April 28 so it’s been a  bit of a count down around here lately. Admittedly, I’m not looking forward to the surgery or the hospital stay. So in an effort to focus on the positive we’ve booked a last-minute trip to Jamaica with the boys! At the moment my mind is filled with packing lists, airport logistics, and creative ways to keep two active toddlers happy in the air, which is a welcome change from thinking about my thyroid. We’ll be leaving for Montego Bay early next week and I can’t wait to enjoy a few pina coladas on the beach!